Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 229
"Okay, but..."

The warden nodded, then shook his head again. Leaving a note or name is not a big deal. He has had a good life in a few years. He has no worries and cares, and he does things more freely.

"The warden can leave ink and pens, and if he has any requirements, he will definitely meet them."

Su Lin was happy in his heart. The word Yanlou, written by the warden, to a certain extent represented the protection of the entire Heiyuan Great Prison, which was far more powerful than him.

No matter what, he will try his best to meet the warden's request and get the calligraphy.

"Without you."

The warden didn't look at Su Lin, or it was a joke between him and Chen Sheng, and said, "You and I each have one word, is that okay?"

He has a profound state of mind, and he does what he thinks is right, and he doesn't care about other people's ideas.

"it is good."

Chen Sheng saw it, Su Lin was winking at him frantically, and then glanced at the warden again, he was very interested and did not refuse.

"Here comes the plaque."

Ling Jian personally resisted a new plaque and came over, as well as a set of brushes and inks, all of which are of the highest quality, have aura and can carry the aura of a monk.

"Swish"

The warden is a straightforward person. Now that he has made a decision, he will not shirk his excuses as soon as he writes.

He stood in front of the book case, holding a pen in his hand, and wrote the character "Yan", stroke by stroke, with a straight posture.

One word, penetrating into the wood three points, obviously there is not much force on the wrist, but the book case feels like it can't bear it, and there is a slight depression on the floor.

"Good word."

Su Lin was extremely happy. He stared at the character Yan, his eyes glowing. If he hadn't thought that it was written for Yanlou, he would have wanted to treasure it.

"It's really good. Like Yanshan town, the stronger the monk's spirit, the more he can feel it."

Chen Sheng sighed in admiration. The high-ranking monk looked at his spirit. There was a wild goose character on the plaque, which imprinted the warden's spirit and spirit. He had the majestic appearance of mountains. A mortal could directly suppress it if he entered the demon cave with it. Yes, with extraordinary power and influence.

"As long as you feel good."

The warden saw that everyone was no different, and Chen Sheng was satisfied, so he couldn't help but put down the brush, and gave up the front position of the book case.

"Brother Chen, it's your turn."

Su Lin had good eyesight, and knew that the warden was giving up his position, so he invited Chen Sheng over, as if on the saddle.

"Swish"

Chen Sheng didn't refuse. He stood in front of the desk and splashed ink without a single pause, but it took a lot of time for the word "lou".

"Good word."

In one go, Ling Jian looked at it and admired slightly. Chen Sheng's handwriting was elegant and agile, like a cloud of smoke, but in terms of spirit, it was much worse than the warden after all, without the sense of majesty and grandeur at a glance.

Su Lin felt a little regretful. Chen Sheng wrote very well, but he didn't have the spirit of a warden, and he lacked half of his invincible power.

"Thousands of fog, like a fairy in the mountains, hard to see."

The warden watched for the longest time, and also saw things that Su Lin and others couldn't see. He only felt that there was a heavenly palace hidden in that word, majestic and sacred, untouchable.

The word Yanlou on the new plaque is just right, like the sun and the moon, placed at the gate, it is enough to deter external evil.

"Seriously..."

Chen Sheng said humbly.

Su Lin and Ling Jian agreed that Chen Sheng's calligraphy was not bad, but in terms of spirit, he was still much worse than the warden.

The warden doesn't argue, as long as Su Lin and the two have the heart, they can know the depth of their spiritual sense, but he won't raise any more points.

"Get out of the way..."

Inside the Wild Goose Tower, there was a burst of noise. The shopkeeper Long commanded his distant nephew and a few servants to carry the new plaque together, and walked towards the gate cautiously.

"What is this for?"

This scene attracted everyone to watch, but many people couldn't see Mingtang, after a few glances, they stopped watching.

"New plaque? Written by the big man inside?"

The owner of Xingyoufang claims to be a big man, and there are many flatterers around him. Combined with the two people who greeted him before Shopkeeper Long, he roughly knows the ins and outs.

With a gloomy expression, he looked at the newly hung plaque outside the door and said, "Guard Deng, I think this matter can be settled."

To make Yanlou treat him seriously, and prove that he is a big man recognized by Yanlou, he must see the clues from the plaque and weigh the details of Yanlou.

"Master, please."

Guanshi Deng has served the owner of Xingyoufang for many years, and he has a tacit understanding. With a wave of his hand, he gave enough pomp.

The two stood at the gate of Yanlou, one in front and one behind. With just one glance, Guanshi Deng shut up and did not speak.

Master Xing Youfang stared at the two words, read them over and over again, and finally sighed: "There is a lot of background."

The word "Yan", stroke by stroke, is as majestic as a mountain. The higher the cultivation level, the more you can feel that there is a big mountain standing above your head, which cannot be shaken.

"Master, I can feel that the first word is extraordinary, but the second... seems to be nothing out of the ordinary."

Guanshi Deng no longer remained silent, but appropriately, he raised doubts and highlighted the insight of Xingyou Fangzhu.

Of course, he was indeed curious. The word Yanlou, one before and the other, have too much difference in background.

One has a spirit, the other has only a form, only a mortal scholar can feel good.

"No hurry, I'll take another look."

The master of Xingyoufang shook his head, stared at the back of the wild goose tower, and stopped talking.

Guanshi Deng, who knew the owner of Xingyou Fang, knew about it, and the master didn't see anything, but he felt something was wrong, so he checked it hard.

"Let me use my divine sense to spy on the reality."

Under the naked eye, Xingyou Fangzhu really couldn't see the clue, but felt that the word "lou" shouldn't be so ordinary, so he reached out a divine sense and touched it.

"boom"

In an instant, the word Yanlou, the word Yanlou, was like a mountain, unmoving, but the word Lou produced a trace of smoke, like the real sun, hidden in the mist, and finally revealed .

The divine thoughts of Xingyou Fangzhu were directly suppressed, and even more so, there was a brilliant and unobservable divine power, which came from tracing the source.

"Uh cough..."

His body trembled and he nearly fell down. There was blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and his throat was fishy and sweet. It was obvious that he had suffered an internal injury.

"Master, are you okay?"

Steward Deng hurriedly supported him, and the two of them moved back to the desk again.

"Behind the Wild Goose Tower, there are two men with extraordinary means."

The owner of Xingyou Fang felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, his soul was hurt by the anger of the plaque, and his mood was even more chaotic. Knowing that the big man behind the Yanlou was really powerful, he was in a bad mood.

He wanted to go back pretending to be an ostrich, pretending he had never been here, so no one would know his embarrassment, but the shopkeeper Long had already told him that the people behind the Yanlou would come to say hello, so he couldn't leave.

Regardless of whether that person cares or not, he has to take care of it, otherwise he will be killed at any time.

"The master Xingyoufang is still waiting, why don't we go and meet him."

Fortunately, Su Lin did not forget the owner of Xingyou Fang. After all, Yanlou was working on his territory, so in order to avoid trouble, he still had to meet him.

"Let's meet and go."

Chen Sheng said bluntly.

then.

A group of several people walked out of the box. They were all dressed in black robes and had an extraordinary bearing. It was not easy to be ignored.

"Master, here we come."

Steward Deng's eyes were sharp, he saw it all at once, and whispered a reminder to Xingyou Fangzhu, and then stood behind, not daring to vent his breath.

He sensed that these people were extraordinary, looking at them in meditation through the void, as if they were facing an abyss, unfathomable.

"Meet a few adults!"

The Master of Xingyoufang's level is not low, and it can be seen that the cultivation bases of Su Lin and Ling Jian are better than him.

If it is said that these two can still stabilize his mood, he will not lose his composure, but Chen Sheng and the warden really make him feel unfathomable.

There are two qi machines, one is cold and hard, like a mountain, able to hold up the sky and hold down the ground, and the other is calm, like smoke rising from the surface of a lake, and a little ethereal.

All of a sudden, he thought of the two words on the newly hung plaque of Yanlou, and the words were indeed like the person, untouchable.

"You have made several appointments, but what do you want to say?"

Su Lin came here to ask Xingyou Fangzhu to take care of Yanlou, but there was no trace of request in his words, but they were sonorous and full of confidence.

"I saw the aura of the Yan Tower soaring into the sky, and I knew that there was a sage coming, so I persevered in seeking to see him, hoping to get a little bit of luck."

Bringing up the past, the owner of Xing You Fang did not deny it, but the reason was not greedy for money, but a visit.

He knew that no one would believe this rhetoric, and the people in Yanlou also knew that he was probing and harboring malicious intentions, but it had to be said, at least there was still a way to survive.

Speaking of other things, he was afraid that the two masters next to him would suddenly come and kill him.

"Xingyou Fangzhu, he is a character."

Su Lin secretly admired it. It was no accident that the owner of Xingyoufang started from scratch and laid down the foundation of Xingyoufang City. He has a thick face and a dark heart, and his ability to adapt to the wind is very good.

"How did you get this injury?"

Ling Jian focused on Xingyou Fangzhu's body, saw the injury, and asked, "Could it be that you spy on the plaque?"

If it is explained in this way, then it can be said that Master Youfang, the star star, looked obedient and obedient when he saw them.

"I ran into an expert, and I deserve it."

The master of Xingyoufang smiled wryly, thinking that he was asking for trouble, Yanlou didn't say anything, so he rushed forward with a red face and got beaten.

The sign on the plaque is also the same, if you don't believe in evil, you have to peep, and after seeing the true meaning, you will be directly cut off a part of your spiritual sense, which is extremely unlucky.

He glanced at Chen Sheng, and it was this anger that hurt him. Among them, this one was the one who hid it the most.

"This……"

Su Lin and Ling Jian were shocked when they saw Master Xingyoufang's small actions. The injury of Master Xingyoufang did not come from the warden, but was injured by Chen Sheng's anger.

The two of them were mistaken, the plaque on the Yanlou Tower, as the warden said, contained a mystery.

Chen Sheng's methods are so unpredictable.

They looked at each other, and were going to pull Chen Sheng to do more greetings, at least to get closer.

"Okay, regarding the matter of Yanlou, please take care of Master Xingyoufang."

But Chen Sheng didn't want to stay in Yanlou anymore, everything was done, it was time to go back.

He bowed his hands towards the crowd, said goodbye to Master Xingyoufang, and then drifted away.

"Senior, I will do my best to look after Gu Yanlou."

Behind him, Xingyou Fangzhu was very moved. With this sentence, he didn't have to worry about being settled by Qiu Hou, or he would be shot to death on the spot.

……

In the silent prison, the passage of light and shadow of the years, hidden in the darkness, unaware of the rush,
It has been 96 years since Chen Sheng came here. Even though most of the prisoners are Foundation Establishment cultivators, they have changed a lot, and there are many new faces.

The rest of the old people are all a bit older, like rotten wood, which is getting worse a little bit.

In the past ten years, Cai Rong and Wang Xian have also seen aging. The former is older, turning from old age to old age, and the fire of life is no longer strong.

Fortunately, the two are very optimistic, have no regrets, and have no physical problems, enjoying themselves all day long.

Besides Jiaxi, in Heiyuan Great Prison, Su Lin and Ling Jian, whom Chen Sheng knew very well, hatched Yanlou into a golden rooster, which aroused the envy of several Dark Blade captains.

Yang Huayue and other acquaintances have become more and more cultivated, because of Yang Li and Kuang Mengting under his command, he is very close to the first and ninth teams.

Of course, the rest of the Dark Blade team is also not bad, and usually dispatches people in the past, so there is no need to talk nonsense.

He valued them the most. One was Chen Lian, who was far away in the mortal country. He was getting older and perishable.

The other is to think about it often, but don't worry about it. The authority of the director of iron punishment is strong and domineering, so he won't be bullied.

"Cellmaster, why are you so quiet, you should go canvassing."

In District A[-], a figure came, he was no longer active, he became calm, and his old age was not full of prisons, but more about sorting out the information accumulated over the years, like doing a biography, recording Some people and things.

Of course, he didn't close his eyes and ears. For example, in the past few days, the warden asked everyone to promote talents and choose a successor.

Yes.

The warden is leaving.

He has to choose a suitable one among the ten Dark Blade captains to succeed him to the high position.

"Warden, did you feel something?"

This was something Chen Sheng deliberately didn't think about. Neither his successor nor the warden wanted it to happen.

That means that the warden is already old, too old to feel that he can't control the Heiyuan Great Prison, so he can only let someone later take over the burden.

He was entangled in his heart, an old man who had known each other for ten years and had a similar temperament, but he didn't have a long life, and he seemed to hate seeing each other later.

"You are the pride of our prison guards. If you succeed, you will be praised for thousands of years in Heiyuan Great Prison."

Wang Xian was very concerned about this matter, and watched Chen Sheng approach step by step, from the jailer to Captain Dark Blade, if he took one step up, he would be the warden.

This position, looking at the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect, can be called a big shot.

"I can't ask for it, and I can't fight for it. In the mind of the warden, there may already be someone to choose."

Chen Sheng looked calm, and he didn't have much obsession with the high position of Xianzong. He was also a person in that position. He had seen many monks of the same rank pass away, and they did not live forever. After all, it was illusory.

Also, he could guess a little bit of the warden's mind, or the warden didn't hide it at all, it was almost explicit.

"Could it be you?"

Wang Xian knew that Chen Sheng was very close to the warden, so close that even the Dark Blade cultivator would envy him.

"Maybe."

Chen Sheng was not sure about his death, but he had an intuition that it should be like this.

"I knew it, you're amazing."

Hearing this, Wang Xian's eyes shone brightly, overlapping with the one in Chen Sheng's memory, but that face had changed from a youthful youth to an old age.

"Wang Xian, is there anything you want to accomplish but can't do?"

He said leisurely.

The lofty authority envied by others, in his opinion, is meaningful only if it can make the old man happy.

(End of this chapter)